The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 888

Isaac had been a vigilant sentinel inside the room, not leaving Grace’s side for a moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, Noel approached Brittany with teary eyes. “Brittany, Grandma wishes to see you.”

Brittany met Noel’s gaze, and a smile reflexively graced her lips despite the situation. “Okay.”

Noel could see that even Brittany was panicking inside; his eyes dimmed with a shadow of unease.

Brittany entered the hospital room to find Grace drained by her ordeal, her cheeks hollowed and her frame frail.

The distant cries of the Salter kin echoed through the halls.

“Zac, would you mind stepping outside?” Grace’s voice was weak but insistent, clearly, she had something to discuss with Brittany alone.

Isaac’s eyes were rimmed red, bloodshot with fatigue, as he strode out, leaving them in privacy.

approached the bedside, her emotions a tangled web as she faced Grace. “Grandma, whatever it

eyes were clouded, a stark contrast to her former vitality. She managed a feeble

hand trembled as she grasped Brittany’s. “The things that happened back then… I

Grace knew about

understand. Why would you

live experiments-even sending your own grandson

story. My husband, Pete Salter, his health was always poor, clinging to life by a thread of medical intervention.

with a cocktail of drugs that initially seemed to revitalize him. However, the improvement

afflicted with multiple rare viruses, tormenting him to the brink of endurance. The Salter

the institute’s ambitions swelled, leading them to use the Salter name to justify

and in that same year, Grace, with ulterior motives, considered sending Isaac

his identity largely

at the institute, Grace hoped Isaac could dismantle it from within

On the ship, Isaac met

send Isaac to Craneville, which is why